One night I was starting to cook his dinner when I heard the bell I had given him to call me ringing from his room. I went to his room to see he hardly breathed, his eyes were half closed and his skin was as white as snow, both from the lack of sun and because of his disease. I walked up to him smiling although the tears were running down my face quietly. I sat on his bed and stroked his hand softly, he was hot. Fever again.
"Your... your dinner is almost ready, love." I said feeling his forehead and caressing his hair.
"I don't want to eat..." He replied in a faint whisper before coughing furiously again.
"But you have to. You need to be strong." I objected, trying to make him eat something.
"I want you to sleep in here with me tonight." He asked gently with tired eyes. "You're my wife, you've been sleeping on the guest room for long enough."
"Just eat something and I promise I'll sleep here." I replied, my eyes pleading him to eat, but he didn't let me say anything else.
"Forget my dinner. Lock the door, remove your clothes and lay here with me." He said patting the space beside him weakly. "I want you here tonight."
I didn't say anything this time. I had missed him. Sleeping without him was hell and deep inside I didn't know how many times we would still be able to do so. I only obeyed and did everything he told me to do, laying my head on his chest and caressing him anywhere I could, kissing his cheeks and neck, his chest through the few open buttons on his shirt. He didn't move at all, just caressed my hair and told me how much he loved me, how perfect I was, even though I'm not perfect. He hugged me tight against my chest and we both fell into a deep slumber.
It was good. For the first time I had the real impression that he was going to get better. I slept happy, his arms safely around me, the only place in the world where I knew there was no harm that could get to me. I got my hopes hopes up.
On the next morning I woke up before him and smiled once I realized where I was. I cuddled closer to him and waited for a while to see if he woke up, but he was still asleep. Then I turned my head up to him and gently said "Good morning baby..." But nothing happened. He didn't wake up. "Nicholas?" I called for his name and again nothing. I got worried to I decided to touch his cheek lightly. It was his favorite way of waking up. "Nicholas lo--" I was calling when I toughed his cheek and instantly took a deep breath and started crying. "No, no, no, no, no! Nicholas! Wake up honey!" I said desperately not wanting to believe it was too late already.
His cheek was ice cold. I guess I only didn't noticed it earlier because the blankets and myself had kept the rest of his body warm, but his other cheek...
"Please, don't leave me... Don't go, darling... Wake up... Please..." I whispered begging his body to go back to life. I caressed his hair and his chest, not wanting to believe what had happened while my tears washed him.
"Don't worry, honey... I'll comb your hair for you and dress you with your favorite clothes... I won't let them disturb your dreams..." I whisper against his chest as if he still could hear me. I would take care of his body myself, with all the love in this world. "You look beautiful when you sleep..." I said looking to his motionless face, not wanting to use the word "death" in any moment. For me he was only sleeping. A part of my heart was still telling myself he would wake up at any moment with a "I love you too, my love."
By lunch time the employees started to get worried and my personal maid and best friend Selena got the keys to open the door. When she saw what happened she called the funeral services in town to come and take him, to be set.
"Demetria, you have to let go of him now... They're here to take him." Selena said gently caressing my back while I still cried against his chest.
"No... This is the last hug he'll ever give me, I don't want to leg go..." I said looking down at my love's dead arms still wrapped around my waist. I knew wherever he was, he would be always looking out for me.
"He knew it, Sel... He knew he was going. This was, after all, only his way of saying good-bye..."
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@NemiNinjaBitch lol Thank you, darling. You always give me one of the comments ever in each story :) I was read them happily. Unfortunatly, I didn't make it to that contest :/ But it doesn't matter. Just writing and recieving so much love from the people who read it is already the best prize you could give me :) Message me. We can talk later :)
ioan1973 1 year ago
I am crying right now..it was so sad.
I can´t imagane how hard it could be to go asleep and then wake up in your loved arm, when he died. I feel so sorry for Demi...
I truely LOVED it.
It was so heartbreacking.
formulaex 1 year ago
:'( thats very sad !!! i had been crying alot in this story.. ='/
Jhiya05 1 year ago
oh God!
This is soooo sad but extremelly awesome!
I loove this!
And you're such an amazing writer =3
xOxNemilovexOx 1 year ago